Back Mountain.

Light and shadow.

The cold brown mountain rocks are exposed to the air without concealment.

An indescribable chill lingered around.

Han Yue has never been in the back mountain, and as soon as he stepped into the mountain gate, his whole body was stiff.

After joining the Cangming faction, Han Yue can be regarded as stepping into the door of cultivation, and compared to mortals, he can naturally perceive more things.

Gu Zhihuan glanced back at him: "The cold aura of the back mountain is heavier, which is contrary to the spells we cultivate, and when I first came in, it was also extremely uncomfortable. ”

"Why?" Han Yue asked.

"Do you know Youzhou?" Gu Zhihuan turned around and led the way ahead, and at the same time opened a protective barrier for Han Yue, blocking the cold outside.

"Well, I've seen it in books." Han Yue nodded.

After he arrived in the Cangming Sect, his favorite thing was to go to the library to read all kinds of books.

The world of cultivation, which he had never known before, slowly unveiled the veil of mystery before his eyes.

In the vast world, in addition to the cultivation sect, there are also demon clans and demon clans.

The demon clan lives in the East China Sea for a long time, and almost does not walk in the world, and there are few legends about the demon clan.

And the demon race was once prosperous, and even fought a big battle with the cultivators a hundred years ago.

The cultivators were defeated and retreated, but in the final battle, the demons didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly there was civil strife.

The cultivator took the opportunity to defeat the demons.

The demons collectively huddled in Youzhou, and they didn't come back for a hundred years.

The cultivator was also greatly injured, and he couldn't kill the demons, and the two tacitly maintained a relationship between the two and two.

Gu Zhihuan said lightly: "After that great battle, there are many passages to Youzhou left in the human world, and Cangming Mountain is one of them, so you can feel the leaking demonic qi now." ”

Han Yue looked down at the ground: "I heard that the strength of the demon clan is very strong. ”

Gu Zhihuan stopped, turned around, and looked at Han Yue.

She didn't say anything, but Han Yue felt that her messy thoughts were clearly seen by Gu Zhihuan.

For a while, Han Yue felt that his heart was cold.

It looked like it was on the head, but it was poured through the head by a bucket of cold water.

Hands and feet are immobile.

"Everything that is done overnight has an unbearable price." Gu Zhihuan spoke calmly.

"Hmm." Han Yue clenched his fists.

"Although you don't have a spiritual root, it's not that you can't practice at all." Gu Zhihuan said again: "What we cultivate in the Cangming Sect is humanity, and the combined sword technique does not need to have unique qualifications. ”

Han Yue raised his head: "I know, Senior Sister." ”

Gu Zhihuan stared at Han Yue for a moment and withdrew his gaze.

"Since the war with the demons, the demons still don't give up, and over the years, there have been demons who have infiltrated the world in disguise. Cultivators have no good impression of the Demon Clan, and those who practice Demon Skills in private will end up extremely miserable. Gu Zhihuan said.

Han Yue wanted to speak and stopped.

Gu Zhihuan's footsteps slowed down: "It's here." ”

Han Yue took a look and saw a two-person cave appear in front of him.

The entrance to the cave is covered by a stone gate.

On the stone door, there are layers of prohibitions.

Han Yue stared at the runes on the stone gate, unconsciously fascinated.

It was as if a heart had been laid into the mysterious rune.

Faintly, Han Yue felt his soul float out of his body.

The Cangming Mountain at the foot is getting smaller and smaller.

It was as if there was something unknown that attracted him.

Until the altar is cleared.

Gu Zhihuan withdrew his hand on Han Yue as if nothing had happened.

"Senior sister...... Han Yue was a little stunned: "What's wrong with me?" ”

Gu Zhihuan's expression was a little strange.

The runes on this stone gate are actually not from the Cangming Sect, but the relics left by the Great War between humans and demons.

Gu Zhihuan frowned and said, "How did you feel when you saw these runes?" ”

Han Yue did not doubt him, and truthfully told Gu Zhihuan about his situation.

Gu Zhihuan's brows tightened.

Han Yue was a little uneasy by her: "Senior sister? ”

"I'm thinking about the master." Gu Zhihuan replied vaguely.

She walked to the door and saluted: "Master." ”

There is no reaction inside the door.

Under normal circumstances, every time Chaolu retreats, he will pay a little attention, so that Gu Zhihuan and them can find themselves when they have something.

Han Yue didn't know these things, but he wasn't worried.

Gu Zhihuan's palms oozed fine sweat, and she raised her voice: "Master? ”

"What?" Inside the cave, there was a cold voice of morning dew.

"The head of the Xiaoyao Sect, Wu Xianzhen, is here, and the disciple wants to discuss some matters with you face-to-face." Gu Zhihuan bit the word "face-to-face" very hard.

Chaolu didn't answer for a while, and only said after a while: "The affairs of the Cangming faction, you can handle it with full authority." ”

"The disciple doesn't know how to deal with this matter." Gu Zhihuan said expressionlessly.

Asaka was silent for longer.

After a long time, there was a sigh from the cave: "That's it, you come in." ”

The prohibition on the top of the cave shook.

Gu Zhihuan stood in front of Han Yue without a trace, holding the peachwood sword in his right hand, and pushed open the stone door.

Inside the door was the aroma of herbs.

Gu Zhihuan actually didn't understand that the Cangming Sect was not good at alchemy and medicine, so why all kinds of herbs could be seen everywhere on Cangming Mountain.

The cave is long and secluded.

Han Yue could hear the sound of his own breathing echoing inside the cave, empty.

This made him uneasy for no reason.

Thinking of the ambiguous conversation between Gu Zhihuan and Song Yufeng, Han Yue vaguely guessed that something might have gone wrong with Chaolu.

Han Yue tensed the corners of his lips.

Gu Zhihuan didn't walk fast.

The cramped and narrow cave took her a stick of incense to the end.

At the end of the cave, on a platform carved in stone, Chao Lu sat cross-legged on it and looked at it lightly.

Han Yue let out a sigh of relief.

Gu Zhihuan also let go of the hand holding the peachwood sword: "Master." ”

"Wu Xian is here?" Chaolu asked.

Gu Zhihuan's eyelashes twitched, and he said slowly: "Wu Xianzhen invited us to participate in the birthday banquet on the seventh day of the next lunar month, because the master is in retreat, he has been living in our mountain for two days. ”

"Birthday banquet ......," Aaro repeated in a strange tone.

"How is the master going to reject him?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

Chaolu smiled: "Why refuse, there is still half a month before the seventh day of the first month, and it just happens that you can go down the mountain to practice." ”

Gu Zhihuan lowered his eyes.

Her combined vertical swordsmanship reached the ** neck stage as early as a year ago, and Gu Zhihuan estimated that she needed to go down the mountain to make a breakthrough.

After all, the humanity cultivated by the Cangming Sect, if he didn't experience more personnel, his state of mind would still be stagnant.

But Gu Zhihuan didn't want to go down the mountain too early.

She doesn't like to do things she wasn't prepared for.

"Will the master go with him?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

Chaolu thought for a moment: "I need three days to retreat, and after three days, I will go with you." ”

"That Witch Salt"

"He's not really Wu Xian." Chao Lu said amazingly: "I feel a trace of demonic energy in him. ”